Lin Dongxiu didn't react to Xia Qingyuan's words for a long time.
Yun Province is very close to that place, and I occasionally heard people talk about it, saying that it is still a bit turbulent.
Xia Qingyuan said: "I heard from people that if you go to Tibet to worship, you can get closer to the Buddha."
Lin Dongxiu didn't understand what Xia Qingyuan was talking about about worship.
But she could tell that Xia Qingyuan wanted to do something for Shen Yizhou.
She only thought for a while and then said: "Don't worry, I'm with you in Yizhou.
It’s just that things are a little uneven over there, so you have to be careful.”
Ever since Shen Yizhou's accident, Lin Dongxiu has shown great cooperation.
Xia Qingyuan felt grateful: "Then I'll buy a ticket now and leave as soon as possible."
She thought about it all night last night.
Instead of waiting passively like this, why not give it a try.
This idea may seem ridiculous to others.
But for her, it was the last desperate choice.
She also thought that maybe once she left, she would never see Shen Yizhou again.
But she couldn't stop.
She died before him in his last life, so what if she sends him off in this life instead?
In the early morning of the next day, Xia Qingyuan said goodbye to Shen Yizhou and Lin Dongxiu.
The rays of morning light filtered in through the window and shone on the hospital bed.
Xia Qingyuan bent down and kissed him gently on his pale and dry lips.
She pulled the corners of her lips upward, and her eyes fell on his handsome face, tender and caring: "Shen Yizhou, you must wait for me."
Lin Dongxiu watched her leave and once again wiped the tears that could not help falling from the corners of her eyes.
The woman in the ward opposite waited for Xia Qingyuan to go away before asking her, "Did your wife run away because her son couldn't wake up?"
These days, there are many women who abandon their men and children and run away because their families are poor.
Lin Dongxiu quickly turned her head, and she, who had been a coward all her life, glared at him and scolded: "Bah! My son will definitely wake up!
My daughter-in-law is not that kind of person either, so stop gossiping here!"
The woman was sprayed all over her face by Lin Dongxiu, and she forgot to speak for a moment.
When she came to her senses, she pointed at Lin Dongxiu and scolded: "I'm just kindly reminding you, do you need to be so angry?
I tell you..."
She wanted to say more, but was pulled in by family members who came out and apologized to Lin Dongxiu.
Some people say that the people who live in this ward are either rich or noble, so they should not be offended easily.
Lin Dongxiu looked at the ward opposite with the door closed, feeling a mixture of sadness and anger in her heart.
She sobbed weakly: "My son will wake up, and my daughter-in-law will come back."
She walked back to the ward silently with her back bent.
*
Xia Qingyuan bought a train to Tibet.
At this time, transportation in the Tibet Autonomous Region was very inconvenient, so I had to go through several places before arriving in Lhasa.
This body came to Lhasa for the first time in her life, and she had altitude sickness since entering Tibet.
She struggled to move on, not daring to waste a second.
Later, he could no longer hold on and collapsed, and was sent to a local doctor.
When Xia Qingyuan woke up, she saw the roof of a Tibetan yurt.
She subconsciously wanted to turn over.
Then someone pressed hard on her shoulder, and she fell back onto the bed.
Looking up, he saw a dark-skinned old man with many pigtails.
He smiled at Xia Qingyuan, speaking in Tibetan and gesticulating with his hands.
In her last life, Xia Qingyuan learned some lessons from her master and only half understood them.
The old man was saying: "Your body is very weak and you can't get up yet."
Xia Qingyuan stumbled and answered the old man in Tibetan: "Old man, thank you for saving me.
But I have urgent things to do, and I have to leave now."
"You little girl, I just saved you and now I'm ruining my body like this."
As the curtain at the door was opened, an old man came in.
He was wearing Han Chinese clothing, with a medium build, half-white hair, and a red face. He wore a jade ornament around his left eye, covering his entire left eye. His right eye was bright and shrewd, and he looked very shrewd.
As soon as Xia Qingyuan looked at the person, tears filled her eyes.
She looked at him closely, unwilling to blink.
Seeing Xia Qingyuan's eyes turn red, Bi Laosan felt a little embarrassed: "I just told you, you don't need to cry."
While they were talking, others had already walked to Xia Qingyuan's shop.
Xia Qingyuan did not respond to his words.
She rolled off the bed, knelt on the ground, hugged the old man's legs, and cried: "Master!"
Xia Qingyuan's action shocked both Bi Laosan and the doctor.
What's going on?
Bi Laosan was so frightened that he hurriedly broke away from Xia Qingyuan: "You little girl, what are you doing?"
Xia Qingyuan didn't expect that she would meet her master.
This was a master who was several years younger than the one she met in her previous life.
At this time, his hair was not completely white, and he was not so obviously old.
He died unexpectedly in his previous life. I don't know how he accepted this blow.
Thinking of this, Xia Qingyuan burst into tears again and hugged him tighter.
Feeling that his pants were falling down, Bi Laosan was so anxious that he pulled on his pants: "You... let go quickly, you will take off my pants!"
Could it be that he saved a madman?
As soon as he saw him, he rushed towards him and called him master. He didn't say anything, but he hugged him tightly like this.
Not to mention baby girls, even married women, who dares to hug someone like this?
Hearing this, Xia Qingyuan had no choice but to let go.
After the exertion just now, her head felt a little dizzy.
She raised her head and blinked at him: "Master."
Bi Laosan couldn't help but feel suspicious: "What did you call me?"
Xia Qingyuan had just seen Bi Laosan. She was excited for a moment and her head was not completely clear. Then she realized that he was not her master yet.
I feel a little aggrieved when I think of Bi Laosan who wanted to take her as his apprentice in his previous life, but he doesn't remember her in this life.
She said straightforwardly: "I want to become your teacher."
Hearing this, Bi Laosan couldn't help but feel happy.
He said: "Do you know what I do? Just call me Master?"
Xia Qingyuan originally thought that her rebirth in this life would change the original development line of events, and it would be difficult for her to meet her master again.
Now I met him as soon as I stepped into Lhasa, and I really couldn't find him anywhere.
Master travels all over the country all year round with no fixed residence. Now that I have met him, I must keep him well.
Even if it doesn't work, you have to ask him to give you a way to contact him.
She began to talk nonsense seriously: "Look, the ring ring you are wearing is Hetian jade. The mutton-fat white jade in Hetian jade is the top grade of jade.
And the pendant you are wearing on your waist is made of jadeite. The jadeite is ice-cold, transparent, free of impurities and cotton, and is of the highest quality.
Looking at your simple clothes and obvious wear on the soles of your shoes, I thought to myself that you might be a jade merchant who collects jade from everywhere.
I have been studying jade a little since I was a child, and now that I have met you, my intimacy has doubled.
You saved my life, just like reborn as a parent.
I am taking the liberty of calling you Master."
She raised her head and looked at Bi Laosan, her eyes pure with a hint of hope: "I don't know, what do you think, old man?"